For tomorrow may rain, so

It’s that time of the year when winter mornings turn into summer afternoons. I teach early in the morning, which means I have to bundle up, but by the time I emerge from office hours, the sun is up, the weather warm, and my cap-ped and coat-ed self out of place amid a throng of undergrads in short shorts and flip-flops. Because I am a tropical girl, I feel disappointment each time I wake up to a wintry morning; clearly, my sunny days are numbered. And so, in anticipation of months of hibernation, I’ve been spending afternoons outdoors, doing my reading and working out in the sun.

Where I usually sit, in the garden of the public library.

Where I sit when my usual spot is taken.

Mid-afternoon Nighthawks, spotted in the Flatiron Building. Was in the city to apply for a visa at the Chinese Consulate, where I saw a funny sign that I couldn’t take a picture of kasi bawal: “Turn your cell phone off, or you’ll get asked out.” Ganun na pala maghanap ng date sa city ngayon!